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Crowley watches a storm from a manor window, receives an envelope from a boy, packs a suitcase, and leaves for a ship bound for France.
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Crowley watches a storm from a manor window, receives an envelope from a boy, packs a suitcase, and leaves for a ship bound for France.
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Caught midway through the dangerous Abramelin ritual, Aleister Crowley receives an urgent summons to France. Knowing that abandoning the ritual during a violent storm at Loch Ness could have terrifying consequences, he faces a perilous choice.

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Narration: CHAPTER ONE — THE LETTER Narration: The storm rolled down the length of Loch Ness. Wind, rain and thunder battered Boleskine House. Narration: Crowley watched from the tall front window as the loch churned beneath the lightning. Narration: Through the sheets of rain, a horse and cart struggled up the path. A single passenger sat inside. A boy, thin and soaked. Narration: The boy held out a soaked envelope. Crowley took it. Boy: Sir. Narration: The handwriting was unmistakable. Crowley knew he could not ignore it. Letter: France. Immediately. No delay. Matters of consequence. Narration: The ritual upstairs remained unfinished. Six months of work interrupted at a delicate stage. Narration: He paused once, looking back at Boleskine House. Then he began his long journey to Dover. Narration: Ahead lay France, and whatever waited for him there. Narration: Behind him the ritual chamber waited. The work waited. Something else waited too.

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